"Tsk, it's so frustrating to compare yourself to others, I'm so envious."
The female cultivators, cupping their faces in their hands, exclaimed in admiration, "Ahhh! Qin Ziteng was so handsome when he bid! Yun Qin is so lucky to have such a senior brother!"
These words greatly satisfied Qin Ziteng's vanity.
He casually straightened his clothes and said to Yun Qin with what he thought was a very sophisticated air, "Junior Sister, that Crimson Flame Fruit is yours."
Yun Qin met his gaze, "Thank you, Second Master..."
"150,000 high-grade spirit stones." A crisp voice suddenly rang out from the adjacent private room.
The people in Yunqin's private room were stunned for a moment, and all looked in the direction from which the sound came.
Seeing Rong Zi resting his chin on his hand, tilting his head and holding up the auction paddle, Qin Ziteng's face darkened.
He raised his hand and pointed angrily at Rong Zi, "Rong Zi! 150,000 high-grade spirit stones, you really dare to ask for that? Can you even afford it?"
How do you know I can't afford it?
She cupped her face in her hands and asked in an exaggerated manner, "No way, no way? This little bit of spirit stones has scared you? Tsk, I thought you were so rich and powerful. A mere 150,000 spirit stones can scare you like this. It seems that you, the young master of the Qin family, are not so great after all."
As Rong Zi finished speaking, she smiled and raised an eyebrow at Yun Qin.
“Hey junior sister over there, I don’t think your second senior brother can afford that Crimson Flame Fruit either. Why don’t you beg me, and after I buy it and eat it, I’ll give you the remaining pit?”
"The seed from that Crimson Flame Fruit worked pretty well last time, didn't it? I even deliberately left a little extra flesh on the seed for you."
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